Best Actor Wants To Stay With Me

Qin Baizhou thought for a while, then shook his head: "In addition to you and Zhou Weiwei, there are also Wang Zisu, a traffic niche from the same brokerage company, and Hu Juyue, the host of Huangcheng Media. The remaining three are not clear. Official It’s always the top-notch publicity, and it’s the first star foreign survival live show. It’s a huge trend. So now the number of people who have made reservations to watch online shows has exceeded one million. Tomorrow you go for pre-collection and the day after tomorrow Let’s play a section of your pre-collection first, and the day after tomorrow you arrive in Sicily and live it officially."

"Among these people, Wang Zisu, don't provoke him. He is from a draft pick, and he has filmed Tanmei dramas before. They are the owner of the company. The fans are a bit noisy. You have a good relationship with him, and fans will say that you fire CP. You have nothing to do with him. It's so quarrel, his fans will come to tear you. Just avoid it. But I guess with your reputation, he doesn't dare to mess with you. Zhou Weiwei, you can be together, and Hu Juyue, her host is just to control the field , There should be no bias, at least he won’t hug you behind your back."

Xia Siyu nodded casually, not knowing if she listened.

Qin Baizhou originally wanted to persuade her to temper her temper. Reality shows can best amplify a person's temperament, especially this kind of live show. Let her not speak, it is better for him to watch it all the time, as soon as there is any important news, public relations come quickly.

Anyway, for so many years, Xia Siyu has been charging in front of the trouble, and he led the team behind to help her clean up the mess.

He is used to it.

"Then you rest, I will pick you up tomorrow afternoon."

Xia Siyu nodded.

When Qin Baizhou left, he deliberately looked back a few times, and the closed door never opened.

When he got off the elevator and Bo Yan came out of the room, Xia Siyu fell on the sofa lazily, flipping through the script slowly.

What's more, what she read was still a flimsy script.

Bo Yan stepped forward slowly, and first glanced at the entrance as if nothing had happened, and found that the slippers Qin Baizhou wore were not the pair of slippers he wears daily, and the color was slightly darker. Walking back again, he found that Qin Baizhou didn't use his cup for drinking water, and his expression was even stretched. Finally, he walked to the edge of the window and stretched his hand to open the curtain.

In the dark, Qin Baizhou's car drove out of the basement, waited for a while at the street corner for the traffic lights, and then drove out.

Looking at the shadow of the car going away, Bo Yan suddenly said: "Your agent is very considerate of you." He paused, and added: "He knows you well, especially in your personal Life aspect."

Xia Siyu let out an "um" and asked frankly, "Your agent is not good to you?"

Isn’t it true that only artists who are not popular enough and have no right to speak will be led by agents? It's obvious that it's neither.

The thin words raised the corners of his lips, and he rarely nodded in agreement: "You are right. My agent can't control me. Especially when it comes to my personal life, they won't say anything."

Xia Siyu let out an "oh" casually, obviously not taking his words to heart.

The house suddenly became quiet, Bo Yan stood at the window, Xia Siyu looked at the script behind. The neon lights outside shone brightly on the two people, and neither of them spoke.

After a long time, Bo Yan suddenly spoke, with a soft tone like a feather: "Do you want to move?"